Nothing Less Than Everything

by Maggie C. Gates

A vision of Wren beneath me, my hands replacing that necklace around her throat, bloomed in my vision.

“It’s alright, Little Bird. You can admit that I make you nervous.”

“You think I’m going into this without a game plan?” She cocked her head to the side and our lips grazed. “You gonna give me a peek at your playbook?” “Not a chance, Little Bird.” My breath caressed her lips. “Not. A. Chance.”

“I think about having you tied down on my bed and using my hand as a necklace around your throat while I fuck you.”

“I’ll catch you,” I promised, drawing her lips to mine. “It’s what I do.”

“Does that scare you, Little Bird?” “Yes,” I whispered. “Everything about you scares me.”

“You in this with me?” Was I? I had everything to lose. But also, everything to gain. I squeezed his pinky back. “Yeah. I’m with you.” “Good,” he said as he dropped his empty coffee cup in the trash can. “Because I promise to fight for you with nothing less than everything.”

It wasn’t going to be easy, and it wasn’t going to be convenient, but things that are worth it rarely are.

“Your body, Little Bird—when you're with me, your body and your pleasure belongs to me.”

“I enjoyed seeing how desperately you wanted me.”

“Be a good girl and I’ll make it worth it.”

“Being out here like this turns you on, doesn’t it? Knowing that anyone could walk by and see your pink little pussy dripping for me.”

“Don’t argue with me. Sit on my fucking face. I’m going to devour you, Little Bird.”